#halowrites

let’s be honest

Izuku is the best when it comes to fingering.

KATSUKI GIVES LIFE-CHANGING HEAD.

Shoto has a long dick.

Kirishima doesn’t know how to be gentle (he tries to).

Denki is a bottom.

iida is a top.

Hawks likes to stalk (don’t have a one night stand with him he’s watching for more).

Dabi doesn’t ask (noncon and con).

Shigaraki gets jealous easily.

Aizawa likes when you ride.

mirio is a big pervert (to his partner).

Endeavor has a size kink.

Shouji does too.

Hizashi WILL harmonize your moans.

Amajiki just likes touching you.

Chisaki is into bdsm.

Twice makes a clone (who is confused but down) gets jealous and they fight over you.

Fat Gum is gentle.

and Kamui lets you finish first.

Chapters: 3/3 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences  Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence  Additional Tags: Wingfic, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Character Study  Summary:

Twins are an omen of bad luck. Link can’t recall when, exactly, he was told this fact. Maybe he was never even told, the whispered superstition something he figured out on his own from overhearing the castle’s servants. Either way, the idea is something he carries with him in his earliest memories. How unfortunate, then, that the first thing he usually recalls from childhood is looking into the mirror and finding Zelda

__ Since their descent from Skyloft, all Hylians are blessed by the goddess with a pair of wings. All, it seems, except one Hero of Legend.

Hello... I'm a month late, but i finally posted chapter two of my legend centric wingfic!! written for the LU New AU Gift Exchange hosted by @loz-extended-gifting

Jealous Shigaraki, who’s almost jumping in glee when it’s finally you two.

Jealous Shigaraki, who takes you to his room and locks the door.

Jealous Shigaraki, who has your mouth stuffed with his dick, roughly places it in the back of your throat.

Jealous Shigaraki, who only lets you up to answer his questions.

Jealous Shigaraki, who shoves you back down when he doesn’t like your answer.

Jealous Shigaraki, who loves to worship your ass but bruises it when he thinks Dabi or twice looked longer than he’d like.

Jealous Shigaraki, who fucks you senseless. Who doesn’t stop even when he’s nutted deep in you.

Note: see I told you I was going to come back! I made a post yesterday about the Diabolik Lovers fandom and was pleased to see were still thriving!! So Imma dip my big toe in the writing scenes for them to kinda lure out requesters. I kept it short and sweet to test things out btw. ENJOY. MDNI

SHUU SAKANAKI

Since you came to this stupid manor with Yui two nights ago, you've been worried about when it will be your turn.

All the brothers threw out threats to your body and blood, but none of them actually came to you with it. Yet.

You never hoped to get bitten, of course. You actually thought they were only going to drink from Yui, but Reiji clarified that you also needed to keep your blood good for them as well.

When he handed you a box of cranberry juice, your first instinct was to pass it back. It was Shuu who placed it back on your lap with a lazy look and a low tone, “No, you’ll need it.” Since then, you have jumped at every raw sound, every shadow that isn't your own.

So far, none of them have come to see you; you figured they were all surrounding Yui like before. Maybe it worked in your favor.

You worried about her, though, having come here together, and talking on the way somehow brought you together as friends. You stared at your door, the dark wood matched so well with the light blues and greens of the room. The doorknob was your biggest fear, having to leave the room, and the thought of bumping into any of them sent chills down your spine. So you felt silly when you grabbed it, even dumber when you opened it, thinking you'd run into a brother, but to your surprise, nothing was there. The air you held left you easily after. You walked to Yui's room, remembering the path she told you to take. You might’ve walked past it to start from the start of the hall, but at least you didn't get the wrong door.

You knocked lightly but hard enough to echo in the hall. The wait shook you, so you opened and entered without waiting, gasping at the sight of Ayato drinking from her. “Yui!” you called, trembling to her side to push the vampire off her. She cradled you to your side, holding her neck.

You only stared at Ayato as he watched you both with a wicked smile. He fixed his back to stand up straight.

“Well, would you look at that, two for one?” he said. You jumped back a little, but Yui stepped in. “You wanted to drink from me, right?” she said, making him arch a brow and grin. “Well, aren’t you heroic? Getting jealous in front of yours truly is such a turn-on.” He focused on Yui, so you used this to back out of the room and dash back to yours.

Your heart is beating rapidly. You shook your head at the thought of Yui taking harm for you.

When you finally calmed down, you looked up from the floor to see Shuu sleeping on your bed. His legs were to the floor, his shirt lifted, and his pants hanging dangerously low, so low you could see his perfect V line. You kept going over his body until your eyes met his crystal blue ones. You jumped, half embarrassed for staring and half shocked to see him awake.

“Why are you here?” you asked, pressing your back against the door. He didn’t respond immediately; instead, he closed his eyes and sighed.

“I’m thirsty.” “There’s a kitchen,” you reply without thinking. Something Reiji warned you about in school.

You jumped when he sat up, touching his earpiece. “You’re quite different from her.” he stood tall over you, so much so, you used your whole neck to meet his eye. “Who?” You shook as he came closer.

“The girl, Yui. She doesn’t talk back. She whines and takes it.”

You shake the thought, though, as your ears get red. Being bitten might have made her that way. She herself wouldn’t like that.

You didn’t even realize he was so close until he pressed his body onto you. You pushed back, “Shuu no.” No matter how much you tried, he wouldn’t budge, as if his body was made of metal.

He brought his hands to your hair, fisting it to the side, exposing the unmarked smoothness of your neck. He placed his mouth there, licking the fear off you before pausing. His fangs are pinching dangerously close. When you relaxed for a second. You thought maybe you were off the hook, and your blood was no good.

The moment you thought he wouldn’t, he did. A tearing sound ripped through your ear, and you yelped, pulling at his cardigan. “It hurts,” you exclaimed, only making him dig deeper. He released you only to dig in again. Your taste was overpowering, so intoxicating that it made him uncharacteristically greedy. He wondered why your scent was light. His free hand grabbed your hand, pushing him, even in weak attempts.

Creepy. Once he finds the rest of the Chain—because of course this recent portal had to separate them—and makes sure everything in his bag is in order—because of course the portal had to open under him early morning, while his equipment was still unequipped—he is going to complain. Just a little bit. He might like exploring new places without a map, but it’s decidedly less fun when the only thing to discover is fog… fog, and more fog. And trees with sorta-faces. And trees with sorta-faces in fog.

He didn’t even get to have Wild’s breakfast crepes.

His stomach growls at the reminder, and Hyrule does his best to ignore the slight pulse of pain that follows too. He’s hungry, and normally this wouldn’t be so damning if he hadn’t been so for days.

Maybe even longer.

(Maybe always.)

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